Sharing some Haiku about life and living along with a verse about what actually it is that ‘is’... titled “No One Is There In Living”
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| From my visit to a village in Varanasi |
Silent sounds of living
Calling in lost soul
A bell tolls forever
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Sharp edge of time
Carves out
All that is attached to us, in living
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Life, in heights of pleasure
In slow moments of pain
Empties into living
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| A devotee praying to sun in River Ganges at Rishikesh |
No One Is There In Living?
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Oh Yes, no one is there in living
Just hungry desires
Of dark nights...
Sense perceptions and chaos of mind
An endless search of living
Within desert spaces of times
If this is what we are
Dark and night
Then why do I even attempt
To be
Where, what, do I understand
My passion, my memories... And my life...
Can be I different than
This or many universe’s of living
I agree, I have
Disturbed the calm surface of the lake
With living,
With brush of past
With calligraphy of emptiness
By hands of fate
You know, without pain
Bliss could never be
So tell me my friend
Where to go…?
In the depths of now...
Or in dark caves of Rishikesh*
Or is it within...
Before you die in living,
Dream, search and hold it in your hand
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Shashi @ Dec 2011
*RISHIKESH
This is a place on the foothills of Himalayas, which according to some is the spiritual capital of the world... to know more about the place and my thoughts about the same, please Click here...
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ॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya
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